ES:

La conocí yendo a casa espontánea yo sin fe.
Para creer me la encontraba a punto de llover.
Había un tercer personaje admitiré también lo que sé, lo que sé.
Bella que te ves con él, enamorada de cien.

Inevitable tu juego de a la mañana ven,
escondidas, tiroteos y crispetas también.
Pupilas que van a cien, no podremos negar bien,
nada, nada…

Nos hundimos trago a trago hasta devolver.
Luego te vas y es muy tarde para ya volver.
No crecimos cautivos y sabemos correr y correr y correr...
Somos el mejor juego, fichas el uno del otro
¿Que esperabas buen final?
No.



EN:

I met her going home spontaneously, I had no faith.
To believe I met her when it was about to rain.
There was a third character I will also admit what I know, what I know.
Beautiful you look with him, in love a hundred ways.

Inevitable your game of in the morning come,
hide-and-seek, shootings and pop corn too.
Pupils that go a hundred ways, we won't be able to deny well,
nothing, nothing...

We sink drink by drink until we return.
Then you leave and it's too late to come back.
We didn't grow up captive and we know how to run and run and run...
We're the best game, tokens for each other.
Did you expect a good ending?
No.

Not Your Limit
Babe … It’s been a long long Time
Since we fought together
And won this war against us
I’ve walked along the path
By The river
Where you took it all from them
What you do to me?
What you do to you?
Who care? No one can say
It’s not a Limit … A way to make it
Come back from nowhere
It’s not your Limit … You got to beat it
Go on! Don’t be scare
Babe … Why don’t you give a sign
A mark on the leather
To remind me hard and good times
Hey … We’ll never give it back
What we deserve
It’s up to you to take care about it